On the coast of the northern lands, the family of Leeas Wyvern waited for word from him. It wasn’t unusual for him to be out of touch for long stretches of time. There was something different about this time.
There hadn’t been any word for six months. He hadn’t even sent word through his contacts as to how he was fairing and when he would return to them.
The lack of information made them feel as if he wouldn’t come back this time. Nothing was farther from the truth. He would be back with them as soon as he could.
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on 2013-09-08 09:01 pm (UTC)There hadn’t been any word for six months. He hadn’t even sent word through his contacts as to how he was fairing and when he would return to them.
The lack of information made them feel as if he wouldn’t come back this time. Nothing was farther from the truth. He would be back with them as soon as he could.